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Geme Autry's Birthday
September 29, 2023

Gene Autry was born on this date in 1907. It is sad to me that, just three days later, we mourn the anniversary of his passing on October 2, 1998. An online friend of mine, and relative of Gene's, Charlotte Autry, wished me "Happy Gene Autry Day!" And I wish the same to you (you can see my tribute page to Miss Charlotte here).

Tumble, please, oh Tumbleweeds,
As we remember years that fly
From past, where heart-felt tear proceeds
From Mexicali Rose, Goodbye.

When Ridin' Down the Canyon flows,
And Twilight on the Trail bestows
Its gift to Home upon the Range--
Embrace Red River Valley's change

While right Back in the Saddle Again,
With Twilight on the Trail, no woe--
These give us all a chance to pen
Sweet words of peace, with Joy to flow!

© Paul L. White


Day After My Birthday
September 14, 2023

I was overwhelmed, in a positive way, by so many birthday greetings on Facebook the day before. This poem is my response.

Can't help but sit, and rub this chin--
Rememb'ring yesterday's "within"
Of so much warmth by those who care,
And such desire to take me "there"--

To place where they most peace have found.
And I do sit here, still aground
With full amazement, fears aside,
While soaking in the warmth-filled tide

Of Gratitude, and "Cheering on,"
And loaned-out Strength I've come upon.
'Tis been so strong, this summer's heat,
Providing club to senses beat.

But oh, I'm thankful, yes I be,
For "happy birthdays" tossed t'ward me!

© Paul L. White


September 11, 2023

Here it is, again, again
Another year, rememb'ring when
It shook our souls in disbelief,
And caused such pain without relief.

We could not find an "end it all,"
A course of deeds to then forestall
All chances that it might appear
Once more, and cause our eyes to tear

With hope forsaken. No! Let's do
Whate'er it takes to court and woo
Much nobler folk, who'd live in peace--
Resist, with us, the firm release

Of Hatred's lust to quench, destroy.
Instead, with Freedom, to employ
The best, which lives in working hearts--
The best, which lofty Freedom starts!

© Paul L. White


Labor Day
September 4, 2023

I'm thankful for the things 'twere honed
By fervent muscle, strong and toned
With weekly effort to construct
A meal, a home, an aqueduct.

And then there're things which need repair,
Or tasks which head off wear and tear,
Or efforts borne to keep things clean,
Or songs once penned to make serene.

The cars we drive, our furniture,
Machines affecting temperature,
Or earth that's moved for scenery's view,
Or paint evoking color's hue:

So many things which fill this life
Did greet our eyes from labor rife
With effort, sweat, and great design--
I celebrate...with this opine!

© Paul L. White


Severe Heat
August 18, 2023

No internet, or land line phone,
And I am ready to bemoan
The lack of things I sorely need
If I am truly to succeed.

Complaining, though, so I've been told,
Is not for men of bravery, bold.
Advancing to a higher ground
Means one must make no mournful sound.

"The Ladies, don't you know, disdain
"A male who whimpers in his pain."
And so I poke my sagging ribs
Then say: "you're not a man who fibs,"

While thinking that makes me "all right,"
Instead of braving vicious blight
And saying: "here's what you can do
"In spite of Nature's try to woo

"Your spirit to all joy evade."
Now slowly, thus, decision's made
To sit up straight, while slouching not--
Forbidding promise be forgot

That challenges we must abate,
For good things come to those who wait!

© Paul L. White


It Hurts To Lose
August 6, 2023

U.S. Patriotism may have been a lost art at the time of this writing, but I chose to honor this U.S. Ladies' Soccer team. They fought hard for equal pay with their male counterparts, and, with proper love-nutrition, I'm sure will return to their glory days.

You sit and watch, and hope and dream,
As they do play--so hard, your team.
From end to end they run so fast,
All while you wonder "will this last?"

With "this," you mean "the scoreless game,"
And yes, it lasts until there's tame
In fervent "shoot out," with the pinch
That their team wins by just an inch.

And now those days so tense are oe'er--
The days that you'd been waiting for.
Your team will not yet play again
In this event, with chance to win.

How do you shake the heavy pain
Which says: "will this great team remain?"
And then you shake your head in "yes,"
While comes a forlorn wilderness

In which you bear the weight of "loss."
But, still, there needs to be no cross,
For Love remains, with comfort sweet,
And, with that Love, your life complete.

© Paul L. White


Art's Birthday
July 14, 2023

Art Greenhaw is another friend in entertainment, and I hope some day to do a tribute for him. His song "Chair That Never Got Mended" stems from a scene in the movie "King of Kings," starring Jeffrey Hunter. Even the Wikipedia article for that film includes Art's name (located here).

Still the notes do beckon me
With hands held high 'bove Ivory's key
While I do sit in rhapsody--
Just to hear him play.

He knows sweet chords, and rhythms too,
And I do yearn for frequent view
Of his orchestral derring-do--
Perhaps again some day.

I dare, o'er time, to call him "friend,"
While praising songs that he has penned;
Believing message he would send
With theme of "looking up."

For Mary's house, unmended chair,
Or times of grief--bring not despair,
But rather Victory, ours to share,
And with this Truth I sup!

© Paul L. White


Fourth of July and
Canada Day
July 4, 2023

Two birthdays, here, not far apart
(For Canada and USA)
Do stir this fervent, loyal heart
To celebrate, with some dismay.

For I have friends 'tween England's shores,
And how I love them, oh so much!
Although I breathe through patriot's pores,
I will not let resentment's touch

Bestir the love I own for them.
They, too, do sing sweet Freedom's song.
Oh, may this day erase the hem
That once between us did belong.

For Canada, our Canada,
And USA, a mite below,
With England's source have granted a
Strong love for Leeway's welcome tow!

© Paul L. White


For poems written in previous years, or those written earlier this year, you can go to the pages mentioned in the drop-down list above.


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